my mom is watching a movie with mark wahlberg in it. i always liked him, except he's really too good at playing creepy stalker boyfriends (Fear) but in this one he's just a druggie.

i feel like i have so much to say but no words? it's hard to explain but the way i feel is like... you could compare it to a certain taste. you know what an apple tastes like but if somebody's never had an apple how do you tell them what it's like???

i feel guilty whenever i am sad because i know my life isn't bad compared to most, so i smile all day because then i won't feel guilty.

except for today because today i literally sat on my ass!! all day! in front of the computer! lame! and well in front of the tv too but what's the difference. and i played cards for a while on my green fuzzy carpet in my room and i watched a little of that movie dan in real life. and it was so *depressing* in parts but then it also made me happy...

i never ever ever can figure out how to make these things look exactly the way i want them to.......

i made a decision last friday and it is one i'm very very happy with, for once. but i chew gum all day long and supposedly that causes ulcers because when you chew that much it makes your stomach go "omg i should be digesting" so it produces stomach acids for no reason so sorry, body, sorry

the reason i love reading is because sometimes i find these books where the author is able to articulate something i feel but can't put into words and it makes me feel like maybe i'm alright